My Master

Hello, my master oh merciful death. To thy bed thee layed to rest. If dismay i do cause you, my future fortell. Even the grimest of secrets you may have foretold, but my bed of death I pray thee to stay. I shall not weep or go astray, for you are my master and I am debted to you. Queit and painlessly you may take my life away. Dreaded pain of not being loved make me cravefor the darkness of my grave. Yet if the light of beautiful love shines through thisguastly darkness, you shall nottaunt me no longer holding me hostage in your grasp. Love is stronger than anything in the creul darkened world of hate, sorrow, and pain. Cupids arrows will see you well and cause you to hate for all you love and the misery that i've shared with you in your wake will consume you intirely into the darkness in which you've created. Your bed of rest master i've prepared, no father is now needed for all to fair well. I shall take your place and all shall be doomed. Now this world is in a most tasteful gloom.